#Pellucid Fly

[michaelnordeman]

A Bumblebee/humla, Pellucid fly/fönsterblomfluga, Western honey bee/honungsbi and Four-banded longhorn beetle/fyrbandad blombock. Värmland, Sweden (July 6, 2014).

[unkn0wnvariable]

Orchid Pellucid Fly

A pellucid fly, a type of hoverfly, feeding on a common spotted orchid, in Short Wood.

[bugsandstuffifind]

this guy is a pellucid fly. at first i thought he was a bumblebee flying weirdly but when he landed i saw those big fly eyes. his are a bit damaged but he manages to fly around like a normal fly

pellucid means clear and translucent wbich i can see where it gets its name with its white band that looks transparent

pellucid flies are way bigger than any other hover flies i have seen or heard

[heyimadison]

madison’s recs : april 2024

sorry this is so late, I really thought it was still april😭 college deadlines are sneaking up on me and I haven’t been able to read as much as I want to😖 but these wonderful authors have helped me through it! thank you!!🩷

acotar

— azriel

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i wish it was you @jswizzlewrites

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laborious activities @writingcroissant

all over again @pellucid-constellations

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dc

— jason todd

guard dog @mostly-imagines

black vixen and ballet @ravenna-reid

kisses on rooftops @ravenna-reid

tgm

— bob floyd

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pjo

— clarisse la rue

what homer said @ampitrit3

the perils of love 2 @rose-pearls

dare @rose-pearls

and a special thank you to @cafekitsune for the divider!!

[nash-dara]

BUCKY BARNES FICS

List of Fanfics I want to re-read that are about Buckaroo because Tumblr is a bit difficult.

Find more: HAPPYTOWN

Sky Blue: Fluff/Comfort | Reddish: Smut | Orange: Fluff and Smut | Green: Holy Trinity (Angst, Fluff and Smut) | Pink: Angst | Violet: Parts | BOLD: Masterlist

LIST:

Buttercup by @buckyalpine (childhood to lovers Bucky x Reader) [oneshot] fluff

You Next To Me by @sinner-as-saint (Punk!Bucky x Reader) [oneshot] fluff/smut

Freak in the Sheet by @noctumbra (DILF!Bucky x Babysitter!Reader) [oneshot] smut

King In Your Story by @sinner-as-saint (Chief Viking!Bucky x Princess!Reader) [series] fluff/smut

Cute @buckyalpine (Bucky x Reader) [oneshot] fluff

Let Me Love You by @sinner-as-saint (CEO!Bucky x Secretary!Reader) [oneshot] fluff/smut

In the Embers by @foreverindreamlandd (Firefighter!Bucky x Steve's Sister!Reader) [series] fluff/smut

Cuddles and Cocoa by @angrythingstarlight (Bucky x Reader) [2 parts] fluff/hurt comfort

Sweeter than Sugar by @angrythingstarlight (Baker!Bucky x Reader) [oneshot] fluff/angst/smut

What Grown Men Do by @ohheyjanie-deactivated (Bucky x Reader) [oneshot] fluff

His Silly Little Princess by @deliciousangelfestival (Bodyguard!Bucky x Princess!Reader) [oneshot] fluff

White Wolf by @mrsbuckybarnes1917 (Bucky x Reader) [oneshot] smut

Flying Solo by @mrsbuckybarnes1917 (Avenger!bestfriend!Bucky x Avenger!Reader) [oneshot] smut

New Purchase by @mrsbarnesblog (Mob!Bucky x Reader) [oneshot] smut

Just a little biting, a little torture between by @witchywithwhiskey (Bestfriend!Bucky x Reader) [oneshot] smut

Sparks Fly by @notafunkiller (Bucky x Reader) [2 parts] smut/fluff

Trick or Treat by @violentdelightsandviolentends (Bucky x Reader) [oneshot] fluff

Sky full of Song by @wkemeup (Bucky x Reader) [series] smut/slight angst/fluff

For the Love of The Game by @pellucid-constellations (Bucky x Reader) [series] fluff/smut/angst

Out of this World by @1-800-jjbarnes (Bucky x Reader) [oneshot] smut

Wallpaper by @cosmicbucky (Bucky x Reader) [oneshot] fluff

Promises and Promises by @violentdelightsandviolentends (Bucky x Reader) [oneshot] smut

Run for your Life by @sinner-as-saint (Bucky x Reader) [oneshot] fluff/smut/slight angst

Falling Concrete by @fandoms-writings (Avenger!Bucky x Avenger!Reader) [oneshot] fluff/slight angst

You're the Glitter in the Dark by @targaryenvampireslayer (Mob!Bucky x Barmaid!Reader) [oneshot] slight angst/fluff/smut

An Idea by @buckyalpine (Bestfriend!Avenger!Bucky x Avenger!Reader) [oneshot request] slight angst/fluff/smut

His Baby by @inkedbybarnes (Avenger!Bucky x Reader) [oneshot] fluff/allusion to smut

On-going fics that I want to come back to:

How's retirement, Bucky? by @brunchable (Retired Avenger! Bucky x Reader) [2 parts] fluffiest

MASTERLIST @thatsmzbitchtoyou (Bucky Barnes x Reader) [masterlist] smut/fluff/angst

[silverpolish]

Volucella pellucens (Pellucid hover fly)

[rikuugan]

𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒂𝒄𝒕, 𝒊𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒔, exposing slivers of taunt muscle & his mouth, cruel & wicked, pressing tender kisses to the slender column of his throat, soon to sink teeth into the juncture between his neck & shoulder. It’s that 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 longing that is a 𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 upon their languorously twined limbs. If only this was merely 𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭 & 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝, effacing all of the fond memories of youth. Was it not preferable that it was only his raucous heart-beat & the other’s breathless calling of his name that reverberated through him. Suguru was 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 he could endure it, the way the past depicted the 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒕𝒉 his name took on when uttered by the other, his grin infectious. It was a 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑖𝑑𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 thing, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, it does not wither & blacken with the rest of him, prospers in a quiet & seldom seen part of him furtively cherished. 

“ Satoru.” the apostate’s soft - mouth beckons him, from beneath long, dark lashes a fervent gaze, darker - still, worships him. with his halo of white & pellucid blue eyes is he not a god seated upon a sinner’s throne, strong thighs accommodating his descent into pleasure. Svelte fingers, sullied with the blood of the innocent, settle on the dips of his waist, guiding him through each 𝑠ℎ𝑢𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 breath of rapture. “ Look at you,” a devoted murmur from the transfixed worshiper, cadence heady with desire. “ What a 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 you are.” 

SATORU  GOJO  HAD  KNOWN  LOVE  IN  THE  most  hateful  of  senses,  known  it  how  one  might  know  a  tumor  with  only  the  greatest  urge  to  cut  it  free.  once  -  it  had  been  a  thing  born  of  supplication  and  adoration,  the  knowledge  that  he  had  finally  met  his  match,  met  someone  to  stand  not  in  front  of  nor  behind  him,  but  at  his  side.  that  was  what  love  had  been  for  the  sorcerer  -  equality  in  every  way,  a  one  and  only  that  had  walked  away  from  him  and  not  even  looked  back.  even  so  his  'one  and  only'  was  a  flame,  and  he  but  a  hungering  moth  -  unwilling  to  do  anything  but  fly  towards  that  burning,  audacious  warmth.  and  oh  -  geto  suguru  burned  him.  flesh  aflame,  boiled  and  lanced,  screaming  hatred  and  blood  in  his  lungs.  he  could  kill  him  right  now,  could  rid  the  jujutsu  world  of  the  blight  that  had  become  geto  suguru  -  he  could,  he  could,  he  should,  but...

satoru  had  long  since  lost  his  teeth  in  suguru's  presence.

shuddering,  quaking  pleasure  rambles  through  his  naked  body,  a  slow  crescendo  that  builds  and  builds  as  he  rises  and  falls  in  the  other's  lap.  strong  arms  are  thrown  upon  broad  shoulders,  and  limpid  gaze  long  since  lost  it's  rage  -  replaced  instead  by  quaking  tears  of  pleasure,  hazed  with  lust  and  broken  desire.  a  god  indeed,  but  one  happy  to  to  receive  his  greatest  sinner's  devotions,  far  too  used  to  the  physical  nature  of  their  expressions  of  love  ;  especially  as  his  head  tosses  to  the  side,  his  body  shudders,  and  satoru  lets  out  a  heady  whine,  a  breathless  gasp  of  his  once  beloved's  name.

❝ suguru… ❞     he  murmurs  in  desire,  built  frame  shuddering  with  his  need.  like  this,  he  need  not  focus  on  anything  but  the  man  beneath  him,  need  not  focus  on  anything  but  the  pleasure  he  felt,  despite  the  sting  of  pain  in  his  chest.  pale  hands  beseech  beneath  dark  robes,  gripping  tight  at  the  cult  leader's  shoulders,  and  satoru  lowers  himself  once  more,  letting  out  a  punched  out  noise  at  the  pleasure  that  radiates  through  him  when  his  rear  meets  lap  one  more  time.  yet  he  doesn't  raise  again,  only  licks  kiss-stained  lips,  peering  at  curse  eater  through  snow  white  lashes.      ❝ don't  look  at  me  like  that, ❞        he  bitterly  says  around  trembling  breaths,         ❝ like  you  think  i'm  beautiful. ❞

[ifelten]

Hvidbåndet humlesvirreflue (Volucella pellucens)

På rejnfan (Tanacetum vulgare).

Pellucid Fly or Pied Plumehorn (Volucella pellucens)

On Tansy (Tanacetum vulgare)

[samirafee]

#VOLUCELLA PELLUCENS - PELLUCID FLY - MIMICRY & EUCOMIS COMOSA

🦟🌸🍍

@samirafee

[onenicebugperday]

@wuh2k​ submitted: Managed to get very close to this beauty while waiting for a bus. Thought it was a bumble bee at first.

Dublin, Ireland.

Ohhhhh tubby. I love her. This large lady is a pellucid hover fly :)

[basicrese]

Bucky Barnes Fic Recs

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one-shots

Alcohol You Later by @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

Bad Blood by @samthemarvelfan

Ease My Mind by @wkemeup

Eighth Wonder by @belladonnabarnes

Leap of Faith by @bitsandbobsandstuff

Operation Mistletoe by @wkemeup

Sunset by @earth2bucky

The Ballad of Love and Hate by @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

The Devil’s in the Details by @bucky-bucket-barnes

The Other Guy by @seventven

The Other Side of the Door by @wkemeup

The Right Partner by @bucky-bucket-barnes

Welcome Home by @whitestarbucky

what the fuck did you do by @sunmoonandbucky

series

A Change of Heart by @writingsoftheloser

Almost Had Me Believing It by @tuiccim

Ashens by @allandoflimbo

Baby’s Firsts by @buckybarnesthehotshot

Bag of Tricks by @heli0s-writes

Burn the Witch by @dreamwritesimagines

Caught in the Fire by @dreamwritesimagines

Cheek to Cheek by @wienerbarnes

Disappear by @sebbys-girl

Double Agent by @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

faking it by @bucksfucks

For the Love of the Game by @pellucid-constellations

Goodbyes @samthemarvelfan

Graveyard by @wkemeup

here’s lookin’ at you kid by @boxofbonesfic

I’m With You by @wkemeup

I Won’t Say by @samthemarvelfan

Kiss Me Better by @blissfullylostinarabbithole

Life As We Know It by @whitestarbucky

Misconceptions by @firefly-in-darkness

Nothing Personal by @chloelucia13

Postcards by @sebbytrash

Run To You by @bestofbucky

The Two of Us by @bucky-bucket-barnes

Voicemails to an Unmanned Inbox by @pellucid-constellations

You’re My Mission by @shreddedparchment

Social Media AUs

all works by @morsmordre-writes

all works by @buckybarnesthehotshot

all works by @aescapisms

Hot Girl Shit by @sunflowerxbarnes

If I Could Fly by @ceeellewrites

Mamma Mia by @vibraniumdaisies

Sly as a Fox by @sunmoonandbucky

Spy by @vibraniumdaisies

The Kids Will Be Alright by @imaginationintowords

Tinder Match by @sunflowergirl522

[michaelnordeman]

Fly/fluga, probably a Pellucid fly/fönsterblomfluga. Värmland, Sweden (July 23, 2019).

[unkn0wnvariable]

Pellucid Fly

A pellucid fly on a sunlit umbellifer flower, at Felmersham Gravel Pits.

[buckydarlin]

DRUNK PROCLAMATIONS ; bucky barnes

pairing: avenger!bucky barnes x avenger!female!reader

summary: a voicemail leaves many thoughts running through bucky’s head. his heart soars with happiness before it crashes back into reality - what if she didn’t mean what she said? bucky’s only solution is to avoid her like hell. he doesn’t want to hear the truth from her lips, ready to take back everything she said in her voicemail because he knows he’s not worth any of it.

word count: 3.2k

warnings: insecure bucky, mentions of drinking, swearing, angst with a happy ending

note: written as part of @pellucid-constellations​‘s love letters writing challenge! i used the prompt “and i’ve never felt like that before, but something about you makes me want to feel like that”. i hope you enjoy!

Bucky can’t fall asleep. 

This isn’t a shocking revelation, he’s had many nights where he would stare into the darkness for hours, preferring it to the images he would conjure up in his sleep. What’s shocking is the reason that is keeping him up this time. His phone lights up on the bedside table and his heart starts to race again, an automatic reaction no thanks to [Name].

His eyes fly over to his phone to find a notification asking him to update his phone software. Bucky supposes he’s glad for the dumb notification. If it was a text, or god forbid another voicemail, he might just have a heart attack. Yes, a voicemail is what’s gotten Bucky all worked up. He groans just at the thought, feeling like a love-sick high school boy.

Bucky closes his eyes, in a lame attempt to fall asleep but minutes pass by before they shoot open again and he reaches out to grab his phone and soon, he’s opening the voicemail from [Name] that he received hours ago. He’s glad that Sam taught him how to open his voicemails (though he could have gone without the ‘old man’ jokes).

‘Hey Bucky! Hope you’re doing alright back at the tower! We’re having a blast but I wish you were here right now’

He swallows the lump in his throat as he starts the voicemail. He assumes that she’s outside somewhere as he can hear muffled music in the background but for the most part, it’s quiet. Her words are slightly slurred and he knows it doesn’t take much for [Name] to get drunk.

[Name] had been the first person to try and become his friend ever since he arrived at the tower and through many trials and errors, she was finally able to break down the wall Bucky had carefully built around himself. [Name]’s friendship is now something that he holds dearly and somewhere along the way, he started to fall for her.

Initially, he chalked it up to [Name] being the first woman in decades to give him some semblance of attention that he started to mix friendly gestures with romantic ones but as time went by, it became increasingly difficult to ignore the fact that his heart seemed to beat a little faster when she was around.

‘I know that you don’t really like big crowds so I’m not upset or anything. I know you try your best and it gets too much sometimes.’ 

It’s something that Bucky is insanely grateful for, how much she understands him. He was close to changing his mind about going out with the team after seeing [Name] in that little red dress but he just couldn’t deal with crowds tonight. Though she was disappointed about it, [Name] didn’t push him either. 

‘I think it would have been more fun with you though. Well, doing anything with you is more fun! We can go somewhere more private next time! Just you and me?

I really like spending time with you Buck, so it doesn’t matter what we do. As long as I can be near you, I’d do anything really’

His hand starts to shake at her words, just as it did the first time he listened to the voicemail. And he can’t even bring himself to listen to her list out different things to do or places to go as he prepares his heart for what comes after.

There’s a pause in your words - only the muffled music in the background and his racing heart reaches his ears until- 

‘I think I like you Bucky. No, I know I do. Friends don’t feel like this. Friends don’t say these things, do they? I don’t know, but I know what I feel for you is more that just a friendship. I might even love you and I’ve never felt like that before but there’s something about you that makes me want to feel like that. I don’t know, I think I’ve always felt the urge to gravitate towards you since we met, even if you were grumpy and closed off’

She giggles and Bucky relishes in it, her laughter is better than any music that’s been produced in this day and age. Hell, he’d listen to her laughter over his old 40′s records any day.

‘I wonder what it’s like to kiss you. I mean, I don’t want to overstep your boundaries but every time I watch you lick your lips, god Bucky, you don’t know what it does to me. I’d give you everything if you let me, Buck. You deserve it and a whole lot more. I-’

[Name]’s interrupted by someone, presumably Sam, who’s telling her to come back inside.

‘I gotta go for now, Bucky. I’ll see you when I get back at the tower, ‘kay?’

The voicemail closes as Bucky remains still, taking in her words. They come as much as a shock to him as it did the first time, no matter how many time he’s listened to it now.

Hours later, the team get back to the tower and Steve knocks on his door to make sure he’s alright. He can hear an intoxicated [Name] stumble through the corridors, wanting to do the same and he silently thanks Natasha when she steers [Name] into her own room, telling her that she can talk to Bucky sober in the morning, much to [Name]’s displeasure.

Bucky’s not sure if he’s ready to be confronted about the voicemail yet. Even if she boldly proclaimed her affections for him (albeit drunk), there’s a small voice that drips in the caverns of his mind. What if she didn’t mean it? Would she have meant them sober?

She doesn’t remember.

Bucky spent hours upon hours, bracing himself for the confrontation he was so sure would come up in the morning when she greets him in the kitchen, but there was nothing. 

“How the hell are you so chipper?” Sam grumbles, rolling his eyes as [Name] sticks her tongue out at him, “You could barely hold yourself straight up not even twelve hours ago”

“I’m just built better than you,” She jokes, laughing when Sam groans and holds his head when she ‘accidentally’ closes the drawer a little too loud.

Steve chuckles and Natasha can’t hide her smirk at the comment, “She’s got a point Sam. I mean, we’re all doing okay”

“Steve, you’re a super soldier and Natasha, you’re an assassin. I don’t even want to hear it from the two of you,” Sam sighs before pointing to [Name], “But she’s normal, like me. Well, not like me because she doesn’t get hangovers even when she drinks her weight in alcohol! Which is weird! You’re not normal, [Name]!”

[Name] laughs, not even slightly deterred by his comments as he continues to rant about her abnormalities. When she looks over to see Bucky quietly entering the kitchen and sit next to Steve, her smile widens, “Good morning, Bucky!”

He nods at her cautiously, the voicemail lingers in his mind, “Mornin’. Have a good night?”

If she notices that something’s off with him, she doesn’t mention it.

“I’m sure I did,” [Name] jokes, “I don’t really remember much of anything last night, if I’m being honest”

And it’s something that should fill Bucky with relief, but it doesn’t. She doesn’t remember. The thought manifests into something bigger. Did it even matter to her, if it wasn’t even worth remembering? Something that is so inconsequential to her but kept him up for hours, hoping that she meant every word she said.

“I did miss you though,” [Name] adds, snapping him out of his tortuous thoughts.

He’s glad that he’s trained himself to remain passive Bucky doesn’t know if he can ever get used to hearing those sort of things from her. Even if they were only said platonically. It leaves a bitter taste in his mouth.

Sam interrupts, groaning loudly, “I already feel like throwing up without needing to see the two of you flirt!”

“Oh, stop it!” [Name] reprimands, playfully, “I’m not flirting with him!”

The comment hits his heart just a bit harder than it usually does (his previous thoughts didn’t exactly help either) and he feels the urge to be alone. So he abruptly stands up, interrupting the flow of conversation around the table and rushes back to his room for a moment of silence.

Bucky needs time to collect his thoughts, to stop making the voicemail more than what it is - a mistake. He should be grateful for her lack of memories. This means he can carry on as normal with her without making it weird or awkward for both parties. Because he’s sure that if she rejected him face to face, his heart would split open.

It’s a blessing in disguise. Something that he repeats to himself, in an attempt to convince himself that things are better the way it is. There were only two other outcomes - one which he’s sure would never happen - and Bucky doesn’t know how he would be able to be around her if he has to hear it from her.

A knock on his door brings him out of his trance and he hears [Name]’s soft and worrying voice through the wood.

“Bucky, is everything okay?”

A few seconds pass in silence as Bucky comes to terms with reality, to forget about the voicemail. He walks over to open his door, finding [Name] staring up at him with furrowed eyebrows. His hand twitches as he feels the urge to smooth out the wrinkles that appear due to her concern but he holds himself back.

“Yeah, sorry about that, I’m fine” 

He’s not sure that she believes him, but she doesn’t push him for the truth either. As he follows her back into the kitchen, he lets out a sigh.

He can do this, pretend that he’s not head over heels in love with [Name], it’s something he’s done for months. Because he’d rather keep her as a friend than not have her at all.

He’s a coward.

The fact that [Name] doesn’t remember confessing to him hurts him more than it should have. Bucky knows he should be grateful, really, because this means he doesn’t need to listen to her take back everything she said in her voicemail and he can carry on their friendship as if it never happened in the first place, but he can’t forget it.

He tried to go through the days as normal, as he always had until that night, but a couple weeks pass by and Bucky isn’t so sure he can keep up the facade anymore. So he does the next best thing he can come up with - avoid the hell out of her.

It’s not a good idea, he knows that but that voicemail has given him too much false hope. He used to be fine standing beside her but now he finds himself inching his fingers closer to [Name]’s, gazing at her just a little longer. He feels like a love-sick puppy following its owner around. 

Bucky feels guilty though, seeing the hurt and confusion on [Name]’s face when he starts hanging out with her less and less, but with her voicemail at the forefront of his mind and a confession of his own ready to spill from his lips, he figures this is the best move for some self-preservation. And to get rid of these feelings, he first needs to rid himself of her first, so he can come back a better man with no romantic feelings whatsoever (though that’s proving to be difficult regardless).

And despite knowing that something’s wrong, [Name] respects his boundaries, as she always did and gives him the space that he wants (though he doesn’t really want it). Which is why he doesn’t expect a confrontation.

There’s a loud knocking on the door and Bucky assumes it’s Steve checking up on him again. He’s been doing so the past few days as Bucky holes himself up in his room just as he did so when he first joined the team.

No matter how many times Bucky tells him he’s fine, Steve knows there’s no truth in his words at all. And while Bucky is grateful that his best friend cares deeply for him, it’s not really needed at the moment. 

But it’s not Steve.

[Name] is able to push him back into his room as she’s caught him off guard. Her eyes gleam with determination and anger and Bucky knows that he might not be able to avoid this situation any longer.

“Bucky, I can’t do this anymore,” Her words are sharp and he winces at her tone. Yeah, she wasn’t happy with him in the slightest.

“Tell me, what the hell have I done to make you avoid me?” [Name] asks him, cutting him off effectively when she sees his mouth open, “And don’t give me that ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about’ bullshit”

He closes his mouth, unable to think up of any excuse that would deter [Name] from dropping the subject. The silence stretches between them as he does his best to avoid her piercing eyes.

[Name] scoffs, looking away and Bucky takes this time to look at her. She’s not as angry as she was when she stormed into his room. Rather, she looks tired and frustrated and incredibly hurt.

“If I did something to hurt you,” [Name] starts, slouching against his desk, “Then I’m sorry” 

“You didn’t,” Bucky immediately clarifies, shaking his head, “God, [Name]. None of this is your fault”

“Then why are you avoiding me?” She questions, finally looking back at him. She looks as if she’s on the verge of crying and Bucky wants nothing more than to wrap her up in his arms, “One day we were fine and then suddenly we weren’t. I miss you, Buck”

He’s silent again, contemplating on whether to let the truth out or not as she stands up straight and suddenly, he’s in panic mode. [Name] looks like she’s about to walk out - maybe out of his life for good, tired of his shit. And he figures now is as good as any time to say everything that’s been on his mind. Because even if she might want space from him afterwards, if there’s even a slim chance that they can get back to their friendship, he’ll take it.

“That night,” His voice stops her from moving but he doesn’t look at her, “A couple of weeks ago where you and the rest went out. You left me a voicemail... telling me that you like me. Might love me, even”

And it’s [Name]’s turn to freeze up. He’s not sure what’s running through her head as he speaks and to be honest, he’s afraid to know. 

“And...,” Bucky’s voice breaks slightly and he clears his throat, “I know that it was just a mistake on your part. You were drunk, you weren’t in your right mind and you didn’t mean what you said. I mean...” How could you love someone like me? 

His heart constricts as the words get stuck in his throat so he moves on.

“You didn’t remember any of it the next morning and I saw it as a sign to pretend the voicemail never happened. But I can’t forget it, [Name]. I tried, I really did,” Bucky clenches his jaw, “I really wanted to, for the sake of our friendship but I couldn’t stop thinking about what you said to me that night. More than anything, I wanted it to be real.”

And there it was, he finally said it out loud. 

“I like you, [Name]. No, I’m in love with you. And I know I’m not good enough for you, someone as broken as me, you deserve more than what I could ever give,” He lets out a self-deprecating laugh, “But I keep clinging onto that voicemail because even if you didn’t mean it, I’ve never wanted anything more”

He waits to allow his words to sink in for her and prepares his heart for her next action. He just hopes whatever the outcome is, no matter how much space she needs away from him, she’ll allow him to stand by her again eventually.

The sound of his phone ringing makes him jump and when he eyes his phone lying on the bed, he’s confused to see [Name]’s picture on his screen. His eyes, cautiously yet questioningly, look over to her as she walks over. He’s unsure what to do but she reaches out to grab his wrist when he reaches over in an attempt to grab his phone.

[Name] only lets him go when she hears his voicemail message, staring up at Bucky as she speaks.

“Hey Bucky, it’s [Name]. Though I’m sure you know that,” [Name] gives him a half-hearted smile, “Last time I left you a voicemail, I told you that I think I’m in love with you. I’m not really sure what I said and I guess I can’t blame you for thinking I didn’t mean it because I was drunk. But I’m sober now, so listen carefully, alright?”

At this, Bucky straightens up. His heart is pounding so loudly, he’s sure she can hear it as well but doing as he’s told, Bucky takes in your words.

“I love you. I’m in love with you. I have been for a while and I suppose that’s why it hurt a lot when you suddenly began avoiding me. Though I wish you would’ve said something earlier because I could’ve loved you openly a whole lot earlier. I don’t want to hear that ‘I’m not good enough for you’ bullshit again, do you hear me? You are more than good enough, Bucky. And if you let me, I’ll love you in all the ways you deserve to be loved”

Bucky is stunned into silence. There’s various emotions running through him, confusion, surprise, doubt, but one feeling stands above all, an overwhelming happiness.

Bucky opens and closes his mouth several times, dumbfounded and at a loss of words. He’s so engulfed in his emotions, he’s not sure what to say.

“Really?” 

And she laughs, covering her mouth in attempt to conceal her laughter, “Yes Bucky, really” 

[Name] throws her phone on the bed and takes a step closer to him, slowly linking her fingers with his.

“I love you, Bucky,” She whispers, words meant only for his ears, “Will you love me back?”

“I already do, sweetheart,” Bucky grins widely, freeing one of his hands to reach up and cup her face, “I love you, so much. Fuck, this feels like a dream”

“It’s not, Buck. I promise you, it’s all real,” [Name] reaffirms, “Would you like me to write you a love letter to prove it? I’m sure that’s more your style, old man”

Bucky laughs, shaking his head, “This is better than any love letter I’ve ever received” 

And he means it with all his heart. The dozens of love letters he received back in the day couldn’t hold a candle to her voicemail.

“I’m gonna kiss you now, Buck,” She tells him, her lips ghost over his, “I’m going to show you how much I love you and how much you mean to me, you hear?”

“Loud and clear, doll”

[s-r-reads]

sr's august recommendations

please heed all warnings given by respective authors. your media consumption is your responsibility.

Steve Harrington x reader

please kiss me by @forourmoons

this fic by @forever-rogue

sunrise by @familyvideostevie

this blurb by @silkscream

the family you choose by @eufezco

this fic by @erin-bo-berin

I wish I knew you wanted me. and would you mind if I tried to make a pass at it? by @nervousgardenerkid

this blurb by @pellucid-constellations

literally everything by @homeofthepeculiar

Bucky Barnes x reader

just you by @angeli-marco-writes

fly me to the moon by @khimili (smut)

all is fair in love and war by @storytellingwitht

this request by @blushstories

Natasha Romanoff x reader

for you by @httplilyyy

say your prayers by @gayerthanevertbh (smut, dark)

dating Natasha Romanoff would include by @witchthewriter (nsfw, though it's clearly demarcated)

my forever by @yelenasdiary

Matt Murdock x reader

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coffee shop woes and first date jitters by @courtforshort15

the hypocrite of hell's kitchen by @courtforshort15

TASM!Peter Parker x reader

this fic by @mareagirls

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Eddie Munson x reader

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this request by @ddejavvu

[poppiesandpromises]

Pretty, patient, pellucid morning

Purple hearts and pretty minds

I am embraced by this propane

Hug in the October air

The winds are shifting— in my

Bones I feel the break of some

Childhood memory, my

Mini me has somehow still

Not learned, she is resting

With her feathers damp

Her smile bright, still learning

How to fly